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he knew it was not Ganymed, For under water he was almost dead, He heav'd him up, and, looking on his face, Beat down the bold waves with his triple mace, Which mounted up, intending to have kiss'd him. And fell in drops like tears because they miss'd him. Leander, being up, began to swim, And, looking back, saw Neptune follow him: Whereat aghast, the poor soul gan to cry, "O, let me visit Hero ere I die!" The god put Helle's bracelet on his arm, And swore the sea should never do him harm. He clapp'd his plump cheeks, with his tresses play'd, And, smiling wantonly, his love bewray'd; He watch'd his arms, and, as they open'd wide At every stroke, betwixt them would he slide, And steal a kiss, and then run out and dance, And, as he turn'd, cast many a lustful glance, And throw him gaudy toys to please his eye, And dive into the water, and there pry Upon his breast, his thighs, and every limb, And up again, and close beside him swim, And talk of love. Leander made reply, "You are deceiv'd; I am no woman, I." Thereat smil'd Neptune, and then told a tale, How that a shepherd, sitting in a vale, Play'd with a boy so lovely-fair and kind, As for his love both earth and heaven pin'd; That of the cooling river durst not drink, Lest water-nymphs should pull him from the brink; And when he sported in the fragrant lawns, Goat-footed Satyrs and up-staring Fauns Would steal him thence. Ere half this tale was done, "Ay me," Leander cried, "th' enamour'd sun, That now should shine on Thetis' glassy bower, Descends upon my radiant Hero's tower: O, that these tardy arms of mine were wings!" And, as he spake, upon the waves he springs. Neptune was angry that he gave no ear, And in his heart revenging malice bare: He flung at him his mace; but, as it went, He call'd it in, for love made him repent: The mace, returning back, his own hand hit, As meaning to be veng'd for darting it. When this fresh-bleeding wound Leander view'd, His colour went and came, as if he ru'd The grief which Neptune felt: in gentle breasts Relenting thoughts, remorse, and pity rests; And who have hard hearts and obdurate minds, But vicious, hare-brain'd, and illiterate hinds? The god, seeing him with pity to be mov'd, Thereon concluded that he was belov'd; (Love is too full of faith, too credulous, With folly and false hope deluding us;) Wherefore, Leander's fancy to surprise, To the rich ocean for gifts he flies; 'Tis wisdom to give much; a gil
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